Here is a link to cancer diagnosis and understanding them. Its one of the best articles I have seen.
The above is a blog from another survivor’s site. It has good information to share with others who are early diagnosed or family members that want to know what breast cancer is all about, and how it is staged and defined. Its a good source of information to share.
I recently had an old friend diagnosed with BC and I have found it to have a huge impact on my feelings. Its sort of overwhelming and very unexpected. I feel the old anxiety and panic attacks coming on and I know this is not good for me. It makes my body produce chemicals that I don’t want it to be producing.
Another’s diagnosis doesn’t bring up all my old stuff, I don’t think but maybe this is my bodys way of not wanting to deal with it. Cancer treatment is tough, there is no way around it. Adjusting your body to have missing parts, and inability to ‘feel’ in many places on your body is just weird. And it is there every day when you wake up…It’s there when you are trying to sleep and its uncomfortable. Its there when you roll over at night and some nerve ending somewhere fires. I can actually almost ignore them when I am in bed now. When they first happened I jumped up and ‘what the hell was that’ came out of my mouth.
There are so many unknown answers, and unknown things to expect. or to deal with. I wish they could end all kinds of cancer. I have lost a lot of people in my life to cancer. My two favorite friends, Olga and Barry. Ovarian and Colon cancer, not even breast cancer.
My aunt in law, Nancy to breast cancer. My aunt Clarice to liver cancer (not diagnosed but suspected breast cancer). My friend Darryl to Lung cancer (yes a smoker). My x husband (although it was a very short time) to some kind of cancer, nobody told me till it was over. and my first x husband had thyroid cancer but survived, probably compliments of smoking or agent orange in Vietnam. And of course, Ashley to Pancreatic cancer.
I can’t explain all my feelings. I go to the support group and I think I am over it, and that just brings it all up again. People laugh at me when I say I am 18 months out from diagnosis. I guess I am still a newbie. LOL The only thing I am not ‘old’ at!
Okay, got to go make some chamomile tea and see if that helps.
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